The name of the main god, God, is actually a main god.

As soon as he heard the name, it was much more powerful than that domain master, and Ding Xiaoyi's face sank slightly.

Then this withered old man is a god-level god, although he is only a god of small ants, but it is much stronger than this world.

The highest cultivation in this world is only the realm of the heavens, which is the realm after the realm of ascending to the heavens.

And he is just the cultivation of the Feather Transformation Realm, what kind of existence is the cultivation of the main god.

Maybe this is the name of the extraterritorial universe, and it is not necessarily the cultivation realm of this universe.

"Return to God, master, I said I am Pangu." The corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth lifted, revealing a disdainful smile.

He didn't know what he was talking about.

It seems that he has heard of the name of Pangu, so he uses Pangu to perfunctory this withered old man.

But the old man glanced at Ding Xiaoyi with deep meaning in his eyes, and his eyes kept flickering.

As soon as the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand turned, he turned into countless afterimages and flew towards the void.

It's always been this old guy attacking him, and now he's going to take the initiative.

It's not his character to be beaten passively, and the best defense is to attack.

"Pangu, boy, do you think you are Pangu, hahahaha, you really laughed to death." The withered old man let out a playful laugh at Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, but he didn't expect this old guy to know the name of Pangu, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Old dog, you also know the name of Pangu, Lao Tzu is the reincarnation of Pangu, do you believe it?" There was a wicked smile on the corner of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth, and his figure was getting closer and closer to the withered old man.

And Gongcang Shui on the side saw that Ding Xiaoyi's powerful sword directly shattered the giant palm, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

Ding Xiaoyi's strength was beyond his imagination, but he didn't expect Ding Xiaoyi to be so terrifying.

His heart couldn't help trembling, and when he saw Ding Xiaoyi's figure slowly coming into the air, Gong Cangshui's heart twitched fiercely.

He knew that Ding Xiaoyi would not let him go, but thinking of the strength of this extraterritorial powerhouse, he couldn't help but show an expectant expression on his face.

He was looking forward to the scene of Ding Xiaoyi being pressed to the ground and rubbed by the strong man, country.

He looked forward to what it would be like when he stood at the top of the sea, where he was the true ruler of the world.

His daughter got the Poseidon inheritance, and when he stripped and devoured the Poseidon inheritance of the jellyfish woman, he was also the Poseidon.

Ding Xiaoyi's gaze swept over Gongcangshui's body.

His gaze was like two sharp swords, and his cold gaze made Gong Cangshui shiver.

Gong Cangshui didn't dare to look at Ding Xiaoyi directly, he felt a burst of heat on his face, and his gaze dodged Ding Xiaoyi's gaze.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes showed disdain, and his gaze turned to the withered old man.

He found that the old man's appearance was obviously different from that of a normal merman.

I saw that the bridge of the old man's nose was higher, his eye sockets were deeper, and his eyes were glowing with a layer of blue light.

"It's not like a dog to be a dog, you take up other people's bodies, so you have to use other people's appearance."

Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a look of teasing, and he said to the withered old man.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's playful ridicule, the withered old man's face changed slightly.

He didn't expect this young man to be so bold and reckless, and he didn't run away and confronted him.

"Boy, have you figured it out, and you want to dedicate the origin of the world." The withered old man rolled his eyes coldly, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi extremely domineeringly.

"Sacrifice you big dog head, who do you think you are, believe it or not, I will stab you in a bloody hole with a sword", Ding Xiaoyi pointed to the nose of the withered old man and scolded.

Gongcang Shui on the side twitched the corners of his mouth, Ding Xiaoyi was really bold, and he dared to insult this extraterritorial powerhouse.

However, the more unkind Ding Xiaoyi was to this foreign powerhouse, the faster Ding Xiaoyi died, which was exactly what he saw.

No matter what, Ding Xiaoyi is in a catastrophe today.

He looked at Ding Xiaoyi and looked at this high-flying and domineering young man, but he secretly applauded in his heart.

At the same time, his gaze fell on Gong Cangyue's body, and when he saw Gong Cangyue's angry gaze, his heart trembled inexplicably.

Gongcang Moon turned into a streamer of light and shot in his direction.

"Gongcangshui, you are not worthy of being the patriarch of the merman clan, I declare in the name of the ancestors of the merman that you are no longer the patriarch of our merman clan."

A cold light flashed in Gong Cangyue's hand, and a water-splitting thorn appeared in her hand.

Gong Cangshui's face was shocked, and he saw Gong Cangyue turn into a streamer of light and shoot in his direction.

"Hiss ......",

I saw a cold light shoot up, and the Gongcang Moon turned into a streamer and swept towards the Gongcang water.

She shot out angrily, and stabbed the water stab towards the vital point around Gongcangshui.

Gong Cangshui was afraid in his heart, and his body shook and swept towards the outside of this altar.

"Gongcang Shui, I want to clean the portal for the merman clan." Gongcang Yue saw Gongcang Shui fleeing quickly, and she roared angrily.

Her figure also chased in the direction of Gongcangshui's escape, and the two figures quickly disappeared from Ding Xiaoyi's sight.

Only he and the withered old man were left in the altar space.

The old man's eyes flickered, his strength had not yet recovered, Rao was so, he was still extremely strong.

Ding Xiaoyi was on guard, and the long sword in his hand stirred up a brilliant sword.

He looked at the withered old man coldly, and the long sword in his hand began to emit a long roar.

"Boy, your cultivation is still too weak, it's just that it's still a mortal realm. If you reach the realm of immortals, the deity may still have some fears, but your cultivation is too weak. In the eyes of the deity, it is no different from an ant. ”

With a flick of the sleeves of the withered old man's clothes, a violent divine power surged out, and Ding Xiaoyi suddenly had a feeling of suffocation.

His pupils shrank slightly.

The withered old man's right hand turned into a fist and blasted directly at him.

The power of that punch was far greater than the power of the giant palm, and that punch directly burst the space between him and the withered old man.

Ding Xiaoyi's body was forced to retreat again and again by the power of that punch.

The space cracked open inch by inch under that punch.

The power of the rage swept in, and Ding Xiaoyi felt that the power of the laws of heaven and earth in the sea of life became small and helpless under the power of that punch.

Only the Xingyuan in his body let out a roar, and the light of the Prison God in his body and the power of the desolate god couldn't stop resisting the power of that punch.

This is the real power of divine power, Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a bitter look.

He didn't expect the strength of this withered old man to be so strong. He was powerless.

"Do you now know the gap between you and the Buddha-figure?" The withered old man's face showed a hint of banter, and he sneered at Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was bitter, the other party only used one punch to imprison the power of the laws of heaven and earth in his sea of life, and this punch was just a small test.

If the opponent punches him with all his might, he believes that he will not be able to hold out for a breath at all.

"So what, do you think I don't have hole cards, you can be optimistic."

Ding Xiaoyi slapped the Qiankun bag, and a paper sword appeared in his palm. It was an ordinary paper sword.

"Even if you are a real god, you dare to take the sword of the little master." The star element in Ding Xiaoyi's body surged towards the paper sword like a whale swallowing it.

At the same time, the power of the laws of heaven and earth in his sea of life also poured into the paper sword like a river.

The paper sword didn't react, but Ding Xiaoyi felt an invincible momentum emanating from the paper sword.

He pinched the paper sword between his fingers, and his mind moved.

The paper sword shot in the direction of the withered old man.

At first, the paper sword didn't have any reaction, it was just an ordinary paper sword.

"That's it?" There was a look of disdain on the old man's face, and he watched with contempt as the paper sword shot in his direction.

He didn't even move, but Ding Xiaoyi's heart sank to the bottom.

The first two times this paper sword was not like this.

The first two times, the paper sword was fired towards the enemy with supreme might.

And this time, the paper sword flew towards the withered old man like a toy.

The disdainful expression on the old man's face grew stronger and stronger, and he directly ignored the paper sword.

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, is this paper sword really invalid?

Bai Yi told him that he had three chances, but he only used them twice.